Young Jurist

29. They finally came home.

Already 3 days Bayu in hospital, his condition is getting better. Wait for the doctor to determine when you are allowed to go home.

Mother took care of him in the morning until the afternoon, so you have to be allowed not to enter work. And during that time also Reyhan back and forth from the counter to the hospital. Going home for a while just to shower and change clothes. Because he also took care of Bayu in the afternoon until the next morning.

For daily transactions can still be monitored through his mobile phone. As long as Bayu is sick, Tiwi is willing to overtime. And, for that matter Reyhan gave the appropriate overtime money.

'With no dzolim in the people around him, then the door of ease will open as wide.'

One of the Friday sermon passages that imprint on Reyhan's brain to date and attempt to run him.

While Bayu was eating chicken porridge that Reyhan bought, a elderly man with a white coat typical of doctors also approached him. Yes, he is a doctor who checks Bayu's condition from the beginning of the hospital admission.

His calm voice greeted the two brothers who were enjoying breakfast so for a moment to stop the activity.

"Well, don't eat late so that the pain doesn't recur." Greet that old doctor. The two nodded with a knotty smile and placed the food on the nightstand.

"Try lying down, let me first check the condition. I hope I can go home today." The doctor immediately put a stethoscope in his ear and put his lower end on the chest of the Bayu field. Then after passing a series of examinations, the doctor finally reviewed a warm smile and said that today he was allowed to go home.

"Alhamdulillah." The two gave thanks at the same time.

"Eat regularly, exercise regularly, reduce the burden of the mind, and do not forget to take his medicine until it runs out. Understood?"

"Yes sir." Bayu replied while nodding.

"Yes, I'll excuse you first" said the old doctor.

"Do you have a mind burden?" said Reyhan sneered at his sister then while starting to bribe the porridge into his mouth.

Bayu who heard her brother talk like that then glanced at her for a while and then briefly replied, "Yes, wong yo ordinary humans are not angels."

"Think what? Don't tell me that the salary money I give you is lacking? Or......... You think girls do? Guess Reyhan while smiling knots.

"That's a lot, one of them is that."

"That's what's that?" Reyhan scrunched his forehead.

"Thinking of girls? Eh the girl does not need to be too thoughtful, just focus on the future, make as much money as possible, if the match does not go where Bay."

"I guess I already have a boyfriend, I'm pretty smart."

"Eh, I don't have a boyfriend yet, just focus on pursuing dreams, developing a business."

"When there's a girl who suddenly deletin you how?"

Uhuk......

Reyhan chokes with Bayu's question.

"There is indeed, who again likes me. How can I not feel." Reyhan asked his sister who was looking at him seriously.

"Em."

"Crazy! People hang hanging kids, how about to die?"

"Eh, don't want to make a child of the dead. That is, it depends on him it is according to my type. If it doesn't fit no way."

"So much, sis, british snobs. Wong also ate a matchbook every day." Bayu poked his brother with a pillow and Reyhan immediately dodged.

"What kind of you is your sister, who's like a Tiwi, isn't she?"

"Yes, it's not a secret. Why ask such an unimportant thing. Mending up his porridge, then immediately beberes. We enjoy sleeping in a cotton mattress with a much more tender mother." Reyhan replied as he raised one eyebrow.

"The girl is important you know, that's the name of THE TAXATION PERIOD looking for a prospective wife so as not to choose wrong."

"Said mr. ustadz, dating is SIN. If you want to have a girl, I'll get married." Reyhan. Suddenly his mind so remembered with his love story that ran aground. Since then, I have thought less about my boyfriend. And focus on developing and improving yourself before the Creator.

"Yes already, if you have said sir ustadz yes can not be disturbed contest." cerocos Bayu.

Then they immediately prepared to go home. Bayu boarded the car that Reyhan had ordered along with bags and other equipment to make it more comfortable and not exposed to cold weather. Reyhan was riding his motorcycle.

After traveling 15 minutes finally arrived at a small house that looked shady and beautiful.

Mother, Bima, and Mr. Somad welcomed Bayu home by sitting on the front porch of the house.

Mr. Somad and Ms. Rohmah drove Bayu to the tv room commonly used for family gatherings. Bima also helped her sister's luggage. Reyhan who had entered the house immediately headed to his room to pick up a change of clothes to take to the bathroom. While Tiwi has not had time to say hello to Bayu, because since opening the counter has been crowded with buyers.

In the television room they began to exchange news and stories. Shortly afterwards, the group of neighboring mothers was seen entering the courtyard of the house. Mom came out to welcome them.

In Reyhan village is still thick with its gotong royong culture. Usually they will visit the hospital by renting a bus. But, because it is still the covid season so they do not dare to visit in the hospital.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Like a choir, the mother said hello to Ms. Rohmah who was standing in front of the house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Come on ma'am, please come in." Said madam Rohmah welcoming their arrival. Then take her to the tv room where Bayu is.

'Jeez, my mother-mak-embong disturbed the calmness of my soul, the address would sleep not so.' Inner Bayu when he heard the noise of the uninvited guests.

"Let's go, please sit down. I'm sorry it's even being nicotine." said Ms. Rohmah with a smile. Bayu who saw the mothers had started to sit, then forced to smile for a moment as respect.

"Ngga ngrepotin kok bu, it's normal. Kayak do not know what in this village is like. When she got home." one of the stale neighbors started asking.

And, it does not feel almost 1 hour they tell a story about the uncertain. After that they say goodbye home. Don't forget to tuck the envelope for Bayu.

'Ye... finally PKK mothers go home too.' Bayu cheered inwardly.

'He said he looked up, but was not invited to tell stories, instead he was busy chatting people. Basis of women, hawa: make emotions up and down.' Bayu's mind then lay down his body in a mattress because it was sleepy after taking the drug earlier.